-Chunks of swampmuck fall from long beard and other unmentionable places as I spring up-
Yer certainly healthier than me last cook. Yer in!
-offers a sheet of parchment-
Leave yer mark here.
The Danse Macabre CodexOf course ye can, laddie...jest as soon as ye finish peelin' our new cook's potatoes! It be the cabin boy's duties fer you!
The Danse Macabre Codex-rolls up the parchment-
Splendid! Come on lads, we've got us a crew ta fill out!
edited 1st Jun '10 2:18:09 PM by SullenFrog
The Danse Macabre CodexArr...Good lad, young Keybreak. I'll be makin' a proper cabin boy outta ye yet!
-departs for the docks-
The Danse Macabre CodexArr, and we be in need o' fresh meats for hungry days and lonely nights!
(Ah, cannibalism and mansex jokes, will I ever tire of you?)
(A man with a hook hand and long beard walks in, wearing a bandana. He had rather long, messy hair and his jacket was thick and his pants were baggy.)
Man: I be Gorgon Nepal! The best pirate in the world! Here's my monkey, Ropo!
(The monkey claps and boards his head.)
Usually here.Nay, lass; the sea be me only love.
But she do be a rather understandin' type, if'n ye catch me drift.
-waggles bushy eyebrows-
The Danse Macabre CodexAye. She's not so concerned wit' the physical as she be wit' the metaphysical, savvy?
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The scurvy dogs took ill wit' scurvy before we made port. Now I be needin' a cabin boy, a cook, an' someone fool enough ta sit in the crow's nest fer starters.
edited 1st Jun '10 2:02:47 PM by SullenFrog
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